The Padded Cell Thread

[MrHonest]

*wakes up* I dreamed a clock sang to me as I counted clouds, & then I the clouds said no.

*points at name tag* I'm not really a guard, cook, orderly, pilot, or doctor. I'm a gun *pachew pachew*

 

[AlaynaJ]

You're a broken gun. Sorries.

 

[christiancollegegirl]

Yay for new clothes! Where are we gonna go to celebrate our freedom?? I'm thinking pizza. After all that nasty 'food', I want something good!!

 

[AlaynaJ]

Hmmmm. We should go to Italy and have some REAL Italian food.

 

[christiancollegegirl]

Ooh that is gonna be so fun!!

 

[MrHonest]

*sleeps forever*

 

[christiancollegegirl]

Sleep is good.

 

[AnandaHya]

takes a bag of popcorn and peanut butter and "pads" the cell again....

 

[AlaynaJ]

Poor girl. You're still stuck in the middle of the cells and we're off to Italy.

 

[christiancollegegirl]

Do we have time to go back and pick her up?

 

[MrHonest]

Zzz..............

 

[wwjd_kilden]

real Italian sounds good to me

 

[christiancollegegirl]

Sounds good to me too. I'm hungry.

 

[MrHonest]

Zzz. ..

 

[AnandaHya]

I'm seeing double... had to read the names twice..

 

[christiancollegegirl]

Are you ok? Maybe you should see a doctor.

 

[resurrection33]

Zzz. ..

Maybe this fellow could break a record for most hours slept in week.

 

[wwjd_kilden]

yup, he is even more sleep than me!

 

[resurrection33]

Me, too. I always make myself lie down for at least 8 hours a day.

 

[wwjd_kilden]

now if one could find out how to actually sleep for those eight hours...